The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

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Rong Qi complained in his heart that this guy might be lacking in something.

When he came out again, Ling Si had already changed his clothes, and someone was helping him tidy up his clothes. He was no longer shocked that his father brought a child with him.

It's like worrying about neglecting Ling Si and letting him run away.

Rong Qi held out his hand, and someone soon came forward to help him straighten his clothes. Rong An looked his son up and down, showing a satisfied expression, and patted his shoulder.

"grown up."

"Dad, I'm already nineteen." Rongqi's shoulder shook when he was patted, and his teeth felt sore.

Ling Si was wearing a simple black suit, the fabric was comfortable and close fitting, and the design was straight.

Judging from his temperament, you can't tell that he is a bodyguard at all.

Ling Si automatically walked behind Rong Qi and took the opportunity to say, "Mr. Rong, there's no need to prepare special clothes. I can wear whatever I wear every day."

Rong An looked at him quietly, "It's just small change."

Just protect Rongqi.

He could see that the child didn't care about food, clothing and other expenses, so now he didn't know what touched the child.

Fortunately, money is a small matter for him. If he can keep the person, there is hope for renewal.

Ling Si understood the hidden meaning in his words and nodded.

"Stop talking nonsense." Rong Qi nudged Ling Si's shoulder with his elbow. "Let's go. My dad has plenty of money."

"Stinky boy."

Rong Qi was just like grabbing Rong An's tail, "Hey, you still say dirty words."

Rong An: "I am your father, it is my duty to discipline you."

Rong Qi got into the car, looking disdainful, "Tsk, boring."

Ling Si sat in the co-pilot seat, listening to the father and son bickering. It turned out that this is how human fathers and sons get along.

At the banquet, well-dressed men and women were talking to each other, seeking possible cooperation. Rong Qi was taken by Rong An to greet some important business partners.

Ling Si followed without moving, paying attention to his surroundings. Rong Qi's face was almost frozen with laughter, and he pulled Ling Si to the side.

He picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip, "Would you like to drink?"

Ling Si was somewhat tempted, but still shook his head, "I am responsible for your safety."

"There are so many people here, and there are security guards outside. Is it possible that you have such a low alcohol tolerance?" Rong Qi shook the liquid in the cup. The bright red color looked particularly tempting and smelled fragrant.

But Ling Si obviously didn't fall for the provocation and shook his head firmly.

"boring."

After all, it was his own party, so Rong Qi naturally had to eat and drink well. After tasting a small cake, he found it tasted good, and signaled Ling Si to try it as well.

Ling Si took a bite. The mixture of the sweetness of the cream and the fragrance of the jam was a novel experience for him.

Rongqi's eyes lit up when he saw him, "It tastes good, right? You were so poor before that you couldn't even afford cake..."

"Hey, how much money did my dad give you to be my bodyguard?" The boy came closer curiously, and the golden hair on his head pricked Ling Si's cheek, which was a little itchy, making him unconsciously hide back.

Looking at the lunatics outside the hairspray, Ling Si pressed them down unceremoniously and patted them.

Rong Qi covered his head and looked at him accusingly, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Why are you hitting me?"

"One million, I didn't hit you."

Ling Si answered his questions one after another.

"One million a year, then you are losing money." Rong Qi raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"One month."

"Ahem—" Rong Qi burst into a violent coughing fit and stared at the boy in disbelief. Noticing the gazes from all around him, he lowered his voice and asked again, "How much did you say?!"

Ling Si patted him on the back and gave the same answer.

"My living expenses are only 300,000!" Rong Qi coughed until his cheeks turned red, and he didn't forget to scold Ling Si, "Then why do you look so ignorant?"

The Ling family lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests. They had few opportunities to contact the outside world since they were young, so they were naturally unfamiliar with everything. If Rong An hadn't gotten the news from somewhere and went to look for him, Ling Si might still be in a mountain.

"I seldom go out." Ling Si gave a perfect explanation.

"That's pretty impressive." Every boy has a martial arts dream when he was a kid, and Rong Qi is no exception. His eyes sparkled, "Do you know Qinggong, the kind that allows you to fly in the sky?"

"No." Running in the woods is possible, but flying would probably require spiritual power.

Rong Qi: "Are there any secrets?"

Ling Si: “No.”

Rong Qi: "Nothing, then how did your martial arts pass down?"

Ling Si: "Teach by example."

Rong Qi seemed to have a hundred thousand questions in his mind. He wanted to ask more questions when he saw Rong An waving at him.

"You can blow out the candles and cut the cake now." Rong An patted Rong Qi's shoulder.

The waiter pushed out a large cake that was several dozen centimeters high and topped with fruits. Ling Si inexplicably thought it was delicious.

The people around gathered around and surrounded the birthday boy.

Rongqi put on the birthday hat and always wanted to take it off. From his expression, you can tell that he dislikes the stinky hat.

Cheerful birthday songs rang out in the hall, and the guests all had smiles on their faces, some real, some fake.

Ling Si sensed a gaze and looked towards the corridor sharply, but found nothing.

He called the bodyguard and said, "Please pay attention to the scene first. I'll be out for a while."

The bodyguards nodded respectfully. On the first day at the Rong family, Ling Si beat them into submission.

They had to admit that although this young man looked young, his skills were better than those of their professionally trained bodyguards.

Ling Si stepped out of the bustling crowd and headed in the direction where he had just noticed something was wrong.

At the end of the corridor is a small garden of the hotel, which is lit with night lights and is much dimmer than the lobby.

Next to the swing stood a man in a black suit with his back to him. He had broad shoulders and long legs, like a walking clothes rack. Even Ling Si, who had no aesthetic sense, found him pleasing to the eye.

It feels somehow familiar, but I can't remember where it is.

Ling Si was thinking about the person in the hall. Since the other party had no ill intentions, there was no need to investigate or disturb him, so he wanted to turn around and leave.

Ji Xuanlan noticed the other party's footsteps leaving and felt relieved.

They really look alike, they are just like two peas in a pod. He doesn't believe there are so many coincidences. But what if that person doesn't remember...

His mind was in a mess and he was in a state of unrest. He hadn't figured out how to recognize her, so he chose to retreat at the first opportunity.

If those people in the cultivation world knew that even the great Master Xuanlan would have moments of hesitation, they would probably laugh their heads off.

He was invited here today to celebrate and confirm some things, and now it’s time for him to leave.

As soon as he stepped out of the shadows, the light from overhead shone down onto the man's handsome and cold face.

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice made him freeze in place.

"...Master?"

It was not a deliberate shout, but more like a subconscious whisper squeezed out of the throat.

Ling Si didn't expect to meet Ji Xuanlan here, and he was a little hesitant to recognize him.

Ji Xuanlan suddenly felt embarrassed and his heart beat irregularly. His first reaction was to fool around and pretend not to know him.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to face the boy's hatred.